First light and many of the songsters were in full voice and the sound of Willow Warblers seemed to be everywhere.
Blackcap, Whitethroat, Chiffchaff showed well whilst belting out their stark message, “fuck off – or fuck me”, succinctly put by the poet A.F. Harold in his telling verse,
From hedgerow, telephone wire,
aerial and tree
sings out a double-edged request
fuck off or fuck me
A Wren startled me toward the closing of dawn, with tremendous power as it gave of its best.